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Confusion clouds my mind as I try to piece together what happened and the events of the past few hours.
Memories of the attack flood back to me in a rush.
After Lysa showed up at my apartment with a gun, I tried resisting going with her. We ended up trashing my apartment, and she hit my face with the butt of the gun, causing my nose to bleed.
Then, I passed out when she brought a handkerchief to my nose. I woke up later to discover I was tied to a chair in a strange room with Lysa torturing me and screaming about how I stole her life.
I shudder at the thought of what could have happened if Ethan and Drake hadn’t found me in time.
And then, as if on cue, the sound of footsteps draws my attention, and I turn my head to see Ethan standing beside me, his expression wrought with concern.
“Ethan?” I murmur, my voice barely above a whisper as I struggle to sit up, every movement sending a jolt of pain through my battered body.
He’s at my side in an instant, his hand reaching out to gently support me as I prop myself up against the pillows.
“Hey, baby,” he says softly, his voice filled with relief as he meets my gaze. “How are you feeling?”
I try to muster a response, but my throat feels dry and scratchy, words catching in my throat as I survey the myriad of bruises and bandages that adorn my body.
“I’m so sorry, Jessy,” he says, his voice thick with emotion as he reaches out to brush a stray lock of hair from my face. “I should have been there to protect you.”
Tears prick at the corners of my eyes as I reach out to grasp his hand, the warmth of his touch providing a sense of comfort amidst the chaos of my thoughts.
“It’s not your fault, Ethan,” I whisper, my voice trembling with emotion. “You saved me.”
He meets my gaze with a mixture of gratitude and guilt, his eyes reflecting the depth of his emotions as he leans in closer, his forehead resting against mine.
“I love you, baby,” he murmurs, his words a solemn vow as he presses a tender kiss to my forehead.
And in that moment, surrounded by the sterile confines of the hospital room, I know that no matter what challenges lie ahead, we’ll face them together.
I spent the next few days at the hospital with Ethan refusing to leave my side, and when I was finally discharged from the hospital, he insisted I move in with him to keep me safe until Lysa is caught by the police.
I can’t start my new job at Drake’s company until I have completely healed, and Drake has been kind enough to hold the job for me until I recover.
I’m sitting on a couch in Ethan’s living room when the front door opens, and he walks in. He looks a little stressed from the day’s work, but he is still incredibly handsome. And as he flashes me a smile, I feel butterflies in my tummy.
“Hey, beautiful,” he says as he comes to meet me.
“Hello, handsome.”
He dips his head, and our lips meet in a soft kiss.
“How was your day?” he asks, his lips ghosting mine. Before I can respond, he kisses me again.
“I spent most of the day reading and talking to my mom on the phone,” I respond when he finally lets me go.
He comes to join me on the couch. “How is she?” He swings his arm across my shoulders, pressing a kiss to my temple.
“She is okay. She still wants me to come back home, even though I keep telling her that I’m fine.”
“Maybe I should send the jet to bring her over?” Ethan suggests.
“That will be nice, thank you,” I lean in and kiss him.
“I have good news,” he announces, his excitement palpable.
“What is it?” I ask.
